What lies behind the cellar door
Is theft and pain and knowing
As every second passes
The intensity is growing
What lies behind the cellar door
Is secret and is truth
Unwanted, irresistable,
The poison of our youth
What lies behind the cellar door
Is sacred to the sun
Tis cherished forth but with remorse
The day is not yet done
What lies behind the cellar door
Is not seen through the eyes
Will not be touched,nor heard, nor smelt
Or hear your futile cries
What lies behind the cellar door
Is putrid and is vile
It is the burning warning of
The quickly rising bile
What lies behind the cellar door
Still has place in our heart
So come on through and take your place
The show's about to start
-- © Katie Delaney
1 comment:
I LOVES IT
They really are the most beautiful combination of words.
Once again, good work with it.
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